~ Mystery | Lady Mischief

Hi, I'm Lily, Lily Smith and the living Mystery ;) I'm not Kristen Steward One of the Omniscient Eight Timezone: GMT +1 (Germany) - I am following with dreamsofdarkness.tumblr.com Willing to do smut? absolutely

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Backstage at Elie Saab Haute Couture Fall 2014.

Paris Fashion Week.

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Mystery | Female Eternal | FC: Kristen Stewart | Status: TAKEN

Human Alibi: Adelaide Hill

Human Occupation: Designer

About the Character: Mystery is the observant type, not a lot gets by her. She is confident, stubborn, clever and a tad mischievous. Even though Mystery is easily befriended, getting along with her if she doesn’t like you is rough. Mystery especially likes curious and open-minded people. The kind that look for a brainteaser and enjoy working at it. Mystery enjoys going to unique places and is usually up for anything. She also believes a good prank never hurt anyone.

Friends with Doubt, Deception, Betrayal, Chaos,  and Curiosity.

Does not get along with Peace and Order.

Human companion: Charlie Harris

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Full Bio:  Mystery's a famous designer in almost every kind of sense. Everyone wants her to design their stages, outfits, the interior of their homes or the gardens. And no one knows how she decides to come to them. She simply shows up, or she doesn't. o one really knows how she looks like until they meet her, being incapable of describing her appearance after she has left. The company's HQ is also the temple for her followers, who either work for her in the modern or spiritual sense of ways.

Mystery has grown up, though she still is kind of a rebel among the Gods, as she is known for having her own head and her own way of interpreting rules and words. She is a trickster and prankster, playful, childish, almost naive and joyful on one side and a teacher and mentor, earnest, gown-up, wise and melancholic on the other. Both sides are displayed in her symbol.

Her companion Charlie is a huge deal of Mystery's business: he's her personal assistant/ business partner and most trusted friend. No one knows that she adopted Charlie right the moment she saw her on the street, knowing that she was a runaway, instantly sensing the girl's potential. That was in the 20ties of the 20th century. Mystery has granted her companion and high priestess eternal youth.

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Mystery's sigil can be found either on the inside of her left wrist or right below the nape of her neck. Also sometime it is turned upside down or turned by 90 degrees into either direction. The sigil combines characteristics of asian and celtic symbolism, but its true meaning is unknown.

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Grey is the new Black | Mystery & Empathy

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There was no word to describe what this simple physical gesture was doing to his senses. Her lips felt like melting into his, forming a new kind of connection. the pure need he was feeling in every fibre of his being was blinding his reasoning completely and he let himself go, let the emotions transfer back and force and it didn’t matter which feeling was causing him to shiver, to tremble and to hum in a deep rumbling noise from deep out of his throat. He was a liar. He will realize that sooner or later. He was lying to himself all the time, maybe all his life. 

Empathy didn’t struggle when she pulled him towards her, meeting her body when she reached the door. He was sure he couldn’t even move back if he wanted to. he sucked on her lower lip when her hands added more sensation. A simple touch but it was so much more. He returned it, placed a hand on her waist,  almost clawed into it by the flood of sensation and his other hand found her hair, this time in an honest gentle way, sliding into this silk, touching her without teasing but in willing need. Was there even a hallway still? He didn’t care. He exhaled a sigh, the deepest sigh he every let go and just let go of her lips to suck his way down on her neck, to find out if the skin there gave him more and maybe it was her reaction he felt. The hair on his neck raised and he pressed himself even closer, sucking on the spot underneath her jaw. 

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There was no force, no strength needed, it didn't even feel like making him follow her. it was a unity of movements. When his hand wandered into her hair she leaded her head into it instinctively making way for his lips, exposing her neck for him. Her body resonated his sigh ending up in a gasp from her mouth, exhaling a low moan as he sucked on that sensitive spot of hers.

Mystery's hands had a will of their own, just like her powers, sneaking underneath Empathy's shirt, needy to sense his skin, explore the strains of muscles beneath, while a purr of approval escaped from her throat. She wanted him, there was no ways of denying it anymore and she had no idea when this feeling had started or if it always had been there.

With one swift movement she flung him around, pressing him against the door with the almost same energy as before but this time with a wholly different intention. Her lips returned to his eagerly as her hands, her nails slowly drew a bath down to his pants, his belt undone by her powers even before the fingers found his button and fly. She didn't care that they weren't inside of his rooms. All she cared for were the soft lips her mouth and the soft flesh her hand claimed .

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He didn’t notice that he didn’t blink the whole time he was mentally fighting, Hands clenching by the try to get the right side to react.  But what was right? what was wrong? Right now everything felt like abeyance. He eventually blinked to get the burning feeling out of his eyes. He was not able to deal with what was happening around them. They changed the whole surroundings and he was almost sure that no one would see them or walk right through them. They vanished. or did the world vanish? Did they suck it into their own personal universe. he couldn’t think about it cause his struggle was too strong and suddenly it all stopped. Silence. He felt the hands and then the lips. His whole grace got quiet and took the natural sounds of their surroundings with it. There was no winner. What he felt right now was a weird feeling wholeness but there was also the hunger, the wanted more, even more then before. She gave him more then a taste and maybe she didn’t notice. It was what kept him close when she pulled away and now his mind was only focused on her. he stared at her for just a second, saw how much she opened up, how she gave in and his her eyes, clear. He never saw them that clear. he enfolded her face and pulled her back on his lips, eagerly, desperate. He inhaled her, tasted everything. In the back if his head, he was yelling at himself to stop cause he was betraying evie but it was too low, to far away that he could hear it. The sweet taste of the longing, the need. It was electrifying.

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Mystery had no idea what she felt. She simply felt... everything... and nothing as he caught her head, wrapped his hands around her face gently but determinedly and decided to not let her slip away. It wasn't really a pull for her, more like a being sucked in as her lips returned to his, instinctively parting as their mouth met, setting her nerves on fire. She was everything but restless. This word wouldn't fit. She was needy, desperate, yearning for more, because it felt like everything she had missed right then and there.

Her hands slid down, away from his face, down his neck his check to his lower back, pulling his body closer to hers, like he was the last glint of sun in a starless nights. And she pulled him backwards, pressing herself against the door and her hands snaked up his back, pressing him against her. She didn't care if what she felt were his emotions, if it were just her emotions, she didn't care at all. For the first time her mind was blank and nothing else mattered.

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She wasn’t really yelling but her hiss let him flinch for a moment tho. He crooked his head to the other side and was sure that this situation was not his doing alone and right now he was not even in the state to care at all. Empathy sensed her raging but it was mostly caused by the confusion that this moment was causing. At least it seemed like it. She was getting emotionally naked for him more and more. He could see the layers fall one by one and it shouldn’t be as pleasing as it was. It was just urging him on to see more of it, to tempt her to show herself even more. 

he took something with him when he was stepping back and it was interesting to sense what it did to her and he could relate to that feeling. He was not even far away, just one step back would ease it. But what if he didn’t give in to the urge to be close again. how much would drop from her mentally roof. How much could he catch? He looked at her sternly but his eyes were searching, piercing through her cause right now he felt stronger already. There was something boiling in her that came to surface and he rose his chin, breathing in the passion she was pressing through her skin unintended. 

He blinked and shifted his weight. “So?” he replied, shrugging. She was playing a game against herself. Empathy wouldn’t be empathy if he would ignore the longing inside her mysterious cloud that was about to thin out. His expression softened for a moment and he looked at her for a long moment. There was need that he felt.  but it was a different kind of need. He felt it before, everytime mystery was around. Something was growing right in this moment and for a brief second, it scared him. He fought. His sides switching. he was with Evie but he wanted mystery, right now. His shadow was playing with the light when he lowered his head, eyes moving erratic while he tried to get the control he needed. 

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This tiny, plain gesture, the crooking of his head, it sent a flash of lightning through her body she couldn't understand, or rather didn't want to. So she took the electricity and used it to electrify and petrify herself, to stand strong and tense and non-shaking as he dared to just stand there and stare, trying to reveal more of her. She could feel it drill right into her being. Mystery couldn't help it. She sensed and saw every little movement, every little reaction of him, while the rest of the world sunk into darkness. It was terrifying and fascinating, because it wasn't intentional and yet it felt like it. Nothing she ever did was really intentional when it came to her.

Mystery's reaction to that simply syllable that was a word was blinking as well, blinking in confusion, blinking in excitement, blinking in worry. She stopped and swallowed as she noticed how his expression changed quickly and it felt like it was her feeling softness and then fear , and then longing. She wasn't sure anymore who she was right now, what she felt right now, she couldn't distinguish it. 

She gasped as she realized that all of this was mysterious, all of this was empathetic. All of this was them.

There was nothing she could have done, or rather rationally done. It always had been her weakness and now she wasn't sure if it turned out to be her strength. She didn't notice that she started moving until she had stopped again, until she felt the warmth of his sin beneath her fingertips and palms as she found her hands enfolding his face, as she tasted the softness of his lips against hers. And instinctively her eyes flung open and she pulled back, only her head...

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He knew what he did to her, he also knew he liked it, enjoyed it a bit too much and he shouldn’t but he found something shimmer in between this cloud of anger and confusion. He just chuckled slightly when she slapped his hand, it was just another touch filled with this enegry that was pulling him towards her. Empathy had this weird feeling of completion as closer he was. Maybe it was the urge that confused him or the fact that she was getting more and more angry. He wanted to hear her talk cause her smooth voice was too silent right now. Maybe there was a reason why they were so similar. He was about to touch this skin underneath her ear with his lips just to get a little taste for real, to feel this sweetness on his tongue. It was like he yearned for a drug he never tried before. 

Thie was what distracted him and he couldn’t stop her from pushing him away and was actually impressed by that. But it also let him realize what was happening between them. He was not close enough to be blinded anymore and squinted, feeling the confusion again but also the urge to go back, to grab her. He clenched his hands. “You’re right.. I have no Idea ..what we are doing.” He look changed, showed everything but nothing. Her first sentence let him grin and he was about to use this as in invitation even though he knew that there was something wrong about it and with that her second sentence reminded him. His dark side was playing but he still felt the meaning heavy on his shoulders. He didn’t want that. he wanted to enjoy what mystery could give to him. “Maybe..” He rose his chin. With evie, it was the darkness that he liked. More then that obviously but with mystery, it was the whole thing. The hidden energy and the pain she was caring. He wanted to find a way through this maze of emotional stages that she never showed but only now, only after what happened during their ‘class’. He was thinking too deep. It was clear that he wanted her but he was not sure how. Was it just the hunger? It would be easier to think without her being close in this thin lace. “You were right ya know.. about the repressed darkness.” He riose his hands just slightly, clenching them while he looked down. “The angry kitten wants to play.” He looked up with his eyes and dropped his hands. “after all Iheld back for so long. I have to thank you that you make me realize that. Evie didn’t want that tho.. I shou,d not meet you againm she said..” he chuckled. “I get why but I don’t care.” 

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"WE?!" she repeated furiously, not shouting, not yelling, but hissing hoarsely, heating up the air around her, literally fuming. Mystery was opening and closing her fists, trying to put that anger somewhere else because she simply knew that the more he was expose to her raw emotion, the stronger he would become and the stronger that inexplicable pull would be. She already could sense a strange loss. It wasn't colder than before, it wasn't warmer either. It almost reminded her of exactly what that stone had done to her: loneliness, abandonment.

All of the sudden a lump was in her throat keeping her from speaking an her eyes were burning, her fiery anger was washed away by the freezing emotion that was threatening to consume her once again. She heard Empathy only from a distance while she tried to compose herself. Using his voice as an anchor she stared at him blankly, but inside a tempest was roaring. Like always she was calm on the outside, but right then and there she felt like he was looking right through her facade.

"She knows", she said coldly. "if I wanted you, she'd be no match for me." A grin appeared on her face, almost cruelly, while she was crying on the inside, begging for him to ignore her hostile appearance, and just close the distance again; but Mystery would never beg.

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She was staring, why was she staring? And how could he tell? Because he was staring himself. It was a silent fight between the tension they both were causing and he was not able to ran off. He should think about Evie. He couldn’t focus and nothing else besides mystery’s flavour was running through his body and grace. 

her words, so full of everything and nothing but it did something to his ears, to his mind. “Different? How..” he squinted just slightly, hold on the contact with her eyes and they seem to darken as well but for a different reason. 

her wide eyes were not able to stop him from fighting his own fight. He felt the coldness that she was sending, the reaction to his actions that he was not able to keep inside. He should stop, step away and leave but she was so tempting, so delicious. Whatever happened the last time when they started this lesson, it broke a wall that was not supposed to fall. He lessened his grip at her words  but kept his hand in place just moved his thumb up, slid it over her lower lip. “Torment?” he lowered his head and moved closer, urging for more of whatever this was that she was offering.  It was like the best taste and he yet could see the colors, even the sound of those emotions. “You don’t seem tortured.” He said low. “And he gave nothing to me..besides you maybe.” he blinked. Maybe this was the whole point. Destroyer gave him the best meal in the palace, on purpose? who knew? He couldn’t think about it. there was no thought about anything else then her being. His body moved on it’s own, pressing against hers which let him realize in what state he actually was. And she would notice. “You’re..so tempting..” he rose his free hand, ran it through her hair. “luscious.” he leaned in, smelled her neck. “So much confusion..” He whispered into her ear. 

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Mystery melted against the door at her back, almost forgetting that her hand still was at Empathy's throat as well, since it had lost all the thread it had been supposed to sent. Yet she could sense the rapid change of temperature, from cold to hot and cold again, and his pulse speeding up slowly but undeniably as the darkness continued to waft around him like it was a creature of its own. Didn't he notice?

Her thoughts crumbled from her head as she felt his thumb sliding across her lower lip, feeling like it was an electric current jolting through her body. For a brief second she was paralyzed, until he spoke and that energy he had send out to claim her body turned into her own as anger burned in her throat. How did he dare pretending to know her own feelings better than herself? Her eyes were glistening until that one sentence was a punch into her stomach. besides you maybe

Mystery shut her mouth, gritted her teeth and took her hand from his neck to slap the one that dared touching her. It was too late already, because there was no way evading him as he annihilated the space between them, bringing his other hand into her hair. His dark side had claimed him, that she knew right then and there, as she felt his breath against her neck, against her ear as he whispered into it goose bumps were washing down her skin when her own darkness was yearning to answer.

"You have no idea what you are doing", she whispered back, her voice without a tremble, even though her body shivered against his and closed her eyes, using that energy tickling over her skin to push him away with nothing but the power her fathers had given to her. She did the exact opposite of what she wanted. But she still stood there, breathing heavily, her eyes black where there usually was green, even her clothes had changed. She had worn jeans and a shirt before and now it was nothing more than a grey lace dress that was hiding as much skin as it showed. "You want a taste of me, boy?" she teased. "Is your girlfriend not enough for you?"

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Grey is the new Black | Mystery & Empathy

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he blinked, searching for humor, for a funny wall. She was tensing around him and that was new. That was not a good sign. maybe. He was not sure. He was not sure with anything when it came to her. “Yea.. Jesus has more facial hair..but I bet you can walk on water” He replied but his voice was not as confident as he hoped for. He ran his hand through his hair. Why was he so nervous. Oh yes, because the last time she through him out. 

"Well.. " he swallowed. "I wouldn’t ..say you failed when you enter a simple room.." he lifted a brow, breathing in deeply before he tried to open the door with a shaky hand. She was far too close. Why couldn’t he wait? Why did he even try to open the door like that? He has a stupid mouth. He could have tell her to move. What the fuck. It should have been a thought but he mumbled it. There was something thick in the air and he froze when she suddenly was almost all over him and his lower lip quivered while he tried to ignore the raging urge to pull on her mental energy. 

Before he could protest ( which would have been more an attempt then anything else)  she was all over him, almost at least.. or it felt like it, it..smelled like it. It was just her hand and just her being close but it felt like she was entering him with her presence. He stopped breathing and he pressed his back against the wood behind him. “Wha..” He was about to say something but her hand on his throat stopped him but activated something else. His eyes turned dark and he shifted, seemly darkening the hallway. “YOU are all over me so don’t ask ME this question!” he hissed but it was pressed since she had his throat in her grip. Selfprotection and confusion.His body was arguing with him, more like his grace. He seeked for what she was spreading but didn’t want to. Shouldn’t. It was too tempting. He was not even afraid that she might kill him. He was still in a bad position, trapped between this tasty cloud and her confusion gave it a nice add, a certain flavor. he licked his lips, his body tensed and he pushed her away just to make a fast move to change their switch their position. His hand on her throat now but she caused something that was rare. He said nothing, just inhaled her. Anger, heat, confusion, rage. He rose his chin and his pupils were almost completely black. He lost control, leaning closer and he tightened his grip slightly. “Why did you come here? Are you mocking me?!” 

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Mystery blinked to a comment and a smile fought against the frown on her face, almost winning, if it hadn't been for him running his hand through his hair and the way his neck looked as he swallowed.

She could her him whisper, and swear, but it was like eavesdropping on someone from a distance. It was too late anyway. For everything. Even more as she noticed the darkness wafting around him like a cloak, like squid that was trying to grasp her and pull her in. A part of her wanted to obey much too willingly.

"I am all over you?" she replied hoarsely, slowly, like her words were wax dropping from her mouth while her pupils widened, claiming the rest of her eyes. "That would be different", she rather whispered, like she had no air left tin her lungs, fighting for her consciousness.

"Don't do that", she heard herself breathe out, as her eyes were glued to his mouth, watching his tongue dart out again, wetting his lips, leaving her too distracted to see his move, not even noticing what happened until she found herself pushed against the door, his had at her throat, while hers still was at his.

Blinking she looked at him like she just had woken up, looking into the darkness of his eyes that made her dizzy. His words echoed from afar, while his hand tightening around her throat was so much closer. Mystery felt like losing her balance and a rush of cold  ran down her skin.

"What have you done to me?" she answered without thinking twice. "Tell me. What did he give to you, so that you could torment me?"

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Grey is the new Black | Mystery & Empathy

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Empathy was strolling through the palace, randomly forming stones from his emotions. If there was no teacher then he had to learn everything about his power by himself. It was not that hard right? Evie was jealous but that was not the only reason why he shouldn’t meet mystery again. It was because he wanted to. After the last encounter, and what happened, he got more curious, more..hungry. he couldn’t help it. It was a random urge he was feeling in the times when he was alone. She send him this, hidden pain, this emotion that he shouldn’t know nor shouldn’t he still taste it. He was deep in thought, through his last formed stone randomly in the air and caught it, smiling proudly about his skill. His current stone was yellow and a bit of green. He was so deep in thoughts and tried to form another stone that he didn’t notice mystery standing on his door when he walked back to his room but he got closer and he sensed the confusing cloud, almost running into it when he stumbled backwards again, his stone broke into pieces and he needed a moment to breath. “Jesus..” he whispered at the scare and blinked. “mystery.. I..didn’t expect you to…” he licked his lips. “You wanna.. go into the room..my room I mean standing here is kinda strange..” he stumbled over his words and tried to open his door while he was in between here and the wood. “uh..” 

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Mystery tensed. She tensed even before she sensed him approach her from behind. Rarely anyone managed to do that bus she had been so occupied and distracted with her thoughts that of course he - whom she expected to be on the other side of the door - was able to sneak up on her like that, and made her heart jump.

"He and I are not the same person, but thank you", she heard herself respond, but the smirk that usually appeared on her face didn't show as she slowly turned around and felt like concrete and soon after that like melting lava as her eyes followed his tongue darting out of his mouth an brush across his lips; she inhaled deeply.

"The moment you do that; I have failed", she gave back again, instinctively, because that's who she was; Mystery would probably never be able to  admit that she had been caught - had she?

As he passed her by closely to open his own door Mystery tensed again and tried not to breathe but instead she inhaled deeply again, and then simply couldn't stop sucking in that scent that clouded around him. Gritting her teeth she reached out to open the door herself, only to place her head upon his. She should have pulled back, but once she felt his skin against her palm, she couldn't.

"What is this?" she hissed, clenching her hand around the back of his, clawing her other around his throat and pushed him against the door as the anger inside her claimed her body like a pile of dried wood. "How are you doing this? Did Destroyer put you up to this?" It were only inches that separated their noses, their foreheads, their mouths and she couldn't stop her eyes from jumping between his eyes and his lips.

This was something Destroyer had done to her because she had neglected him. This was some sort of manipulation and nothing else. And still she wasn't able to fight it fully, to stop her body from approaching his, to cool down that heat inside of her that she desperately formed into anger.

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Grey is the new Black | Mystery & Empathy

Mystery had been restless and the restlessness had grown, day for day, hour for hour, minute for minute, second for second. Usually that was just who she was. She knew that ever going crawl inside of her. This time, however, it was different. In the beginning she had been denying it, she had found other explanations, then she had started to be angry at herself, which only made it worse and then she felt like going insane, until she realized that there was only one reason to solve this. All of this, once and for all.

She found herself standing in front of his door, and Mystery was just too worn out to look for some random excuse, explanation or anything, why the hell she was right there at Empathy's rooms. She didn't deny that it was her hand knocking on his door willingly, waiting for a response. She actually waited, instead of just waltzing in. And the only thing she had no explanation for was why the hell she was nervous.

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Illusion (War and Mystery)

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"Don’t mock me," he growled. She was enjoying this way too much. "I hate it when anyone other than myself is right." War glared down at her before smiling slightly. "Yeah, yeah…I’ll keep being the asshole overprotective brother. I’m sure that will endear me to Vengeance." Grinning, he nudged her with his elbow. "Yeah, okay. Sure it is."

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"i'm not", Mystery shrugged. "I'm not right, I just know better, that's a difference", she chuckled as he glared at her, and grinned as that glare turned into a slight smile.

"You know she loves you for that, she cannot hate you for it", Mystery tilted her head and now she was the one with the soft smile.

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Illusion (War and Mystery)

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"I know that," he snapped, "but that doesn’t mean I have to like it." War frowned as he considered her words. He didn’t really like that Mystery made sense in this instance because it meant he was being an ass. "I know he isn’t her opposite…you know what I meant." He turned his head to glare at her as they walked. "You realize you’re making it difficult for me to stick with my original point of view, right? And that everything you say is making me feel like an asshole?" He huffed a sigh. "Dammit…I don’t want to admit that you’re right…or that everyone else that’s said I’m wrong for flying off the handle about this is right…because that means I’m wrong."

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Mystery cocked one brow at him, on her face a mixture of amusement and worry. 

"No one told you, you should like it, hot stuff", she grinned, obviously enjoying his outbreak. "Yeah, I did and I know you hate it when I'm right. No, I'm not making it difficult, just stick with being an overprotective brother and you'll do just fine. It's kinda hot", she bumped into his side playfully.

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Faculty // Empathy & Mystery

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Empathy was not aware what he was doing until he felt the cold from outside, moving through his insides and he took a step back, breathing in heavy. He didn’t intend to cause this reaction and got jittery, not sure what to do and how to stop this pull towards her when she said he should leave. 

He tried to stop it but she turned and her expression was dark and cold. In self-protection, his darker part took over and caused that he felt it even stronger, seeking the emotions she was spreading. He inhaled it but managed to turn away. He panted and her growling was something that he never expected. he squinted and was about to say something when he stumbled backwards against the door, caused by her pushing wave. “Fine.” he gritted his teeth, moving out fast and slammed the door shut behind him. he still was filled with this emotions and he needed a moment to calm down. He couldn’t balance it. How was she supposed to teach him when this was the side effect? He took a fast pace towards his room. 

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Mystery could see it take form, like an aura of darkness emerged from his shape and she noticed how that pull, which he obviously felt, took hold of her as well. She was drawn to him, in so many ways.

The pull was broken the moment he turned away, creating a wave of relief and loss, equally light and heavy on her. The moment he slammed the door shut her body smashed against it from the other side, before she realized that she had followed him.

Mystery could sense him through that door, how he tried to calm himself  down, just like she did.

"What the hell just happened?" she whispered, sensing how he brought space between them, and with that tearing up an ancient wound she had thought had been closed forever.